Story Behind the Song
This comes from another original screenplay idea that may go into production next year. A science-fiction story about an assassin. Recorded January 2002.
Lyrics
he may seem subtle and sweet, butter wouldn't melt,
a you relax and your heart slowly beat,
didn't think he'd be putting on an act,
it's an important sense that you lack,
now the mood will change and he will flow,
not the guinea-pig you think you know,
time to put the plan into action,
metallic, electric, beware the static faction,
back in the nights when you felt safe,
he will be there to take your faith,
he is like silver so you can never be sure,
of the mission, the fusion, fear of total confusion,
and now you must feel the misery you bestow,
now feel the wrath of the silver,
thought you were the one in control,
last thing you'd expect from the sacrificial fool,
he can taste you fear, to stop the evil he will tear,
no blood spill, no fire burn, but he will make you learn,
hoped emotion wasn't you,
he'll return your message and more too,
he is like silver, not as assassin who's lacking,
and who's mind is crashing,
like silver, reflective and glimmers in the light,
but could it be pure,
who can say, you can never be sure,
it's the transdimensional silver of the night,
now feel the wrath of the silver,
what's the difference between you and he,
both avenge the death but you don't see,
everyone is equal in his eyes, he is wize,
your infiltration of creation,
un-unifying the nation, from your station for blind elation,
cause sadness, badness, total madness,
you should learn to feel gladness,
if you have to be dealt with by the silver,
beware to take note of the message he delivers,
and no longer will you rule like your best,
never will you rest, no temporary test,
don't think that I jest, protect your chest, your not the safest,
he eternal pest, not safe in your nest, so with zest,
you'll have to shield your eyes,
from the glare of the blinding shining of the silver,
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